Chapter 798: 787 (1/2)
Title: Unfolding Battle
Nik exhaled hotly in response to the feel of Hela's mouth. Her tongue slid across his surface as she lowered her mouth further. However, his voice was suppressed with Janet's lovely pussy right against his lips, enjoying his sensitive reactions with its own form of approval as her entrance grew warmer and moister.
”Oohh, finally something hot in this freezing hell,” Janet moaned with her eyes closing into pleased slits as even her thighs grew slightly damp with sweat, making her body's natural scent all the more evident.
On the other hand, Loki had one comforting palm on top of Hela's head while the other hand stroked her shoulder, ”Just like that, take it all in. As the ruler of death, you're different from ordinary giants and Asgardians, right?” Loki whispered as her palm slowly forced Hela's head further to the south.
”Go ahead, suck it all up,” Loki's smile grew devious while she looked at the three women and started from the easiest.
”Dear Sister, it looks like your past mate didn't truly let you experience a variety of situations. A pity... I wished to see father's daughter surprise me.”
”Shut up,” Angela crossed her arm.
”Why, yes,” Loki smiled as Hela finally let out a stifled choking sound. Her eyes wide as she found her throat violated by the giant of a cock. Her throat bulging, spit continuously leaking from the corner of her widely spread lips, and her mind simple filled with all her past encounters in an involuntary comparison, and yet, aside from this particular scent and taste, none remained able to arouse such passion from her.
Not even the likes of Malekith.
”But, did I perhaps hit a spot? Maybe the ones that lovely Sera couldn't even reach?” Loki's gaze narrowed while Angela's expression floundered.
”Don't play me Loki... you're not as likable as you may think,” Angela exhaled, ”Not to me, and given the circumstances, probably not to Nik either.”
”What's that supposed to mean?” Loki frowned.
”Guess,” Angela sneered, ”You're, oh so smart, right? Could it be... I pushed some spots this time?” Angela inquired with a grin, a boorish one now in Loki's eyes but now excited by Loki, Angela gathered her focus on one of the most appreciated members of Nik's harem aside from Anna and Mary— Jennifer.
”Come, no point in idling about,” Angela looked towards Jennifer who in turn gazed at Morgan. Should she group up with Angela, Morgan would have to bear all the awkwardness herself and even if Jennifer had heard a little about the myths of Morgan Le Fay, none pictured her as a compassionate soul but if there was anything that made the girls immune of Morgan's tendency then it was Nik's existence. And the idea of putting such a figure in an awkward position in what seems like an orgy was definitely a bad idea, at least, in Jennifer's mind.
”Er... we could use your help, too,” Jennifer's plump dark green lips spread into a stiff smile as she invited Morgan who looked towards her in contemplation and finally nodded.
Although the situation finally changed in Loki's eyes, it wasn't something that emerged from her words, and instead, it was herself who was affected by Angela's words.
But unwilling to sour her mood over encrypted statements spoken by a true Asgardian brute, Odin's daughter no less, Loki placed her attention on her own literal 'spawn' and tugged on her raven dark hair, pulling her up with a resounding gasp blocked by the thick shaft still filling her mouth alongside thick streams of saliva being pushed out by heavy, excited, coughs.
”Hmm? You got a little something here,” Loki snickered as Hela was finally freed from the rod in her mouth, her lips still parted only to find her face tilted towards her creator as she pressed each others' lips, tongues instantly intertwined.
”Nnngh,” Loki grunted as she flinched slightly by the temperature of Hela's mouth but soon continued to suck the 'Nik' out of Hela's mouth with renewed vigor. While Hela found her hands still bound to her sides with a mental command, Loki was open to doing as she thought fit and began massaging her breasts. Her skills tantalizing as she groped her breasts tenderly, an astounding difference when compared to how she usually reacted.
”Aw, these babies are so soft,” Loki pulled back with a purr, her eyes enamored by Hela's pale, and unusually large bunnies fit to be tended by the goddess of mischief herself.